Post by Mooch on Jun 6, 2012 13:21:58 GMT -5
Name: Courage
Age: 1 or 2 years
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Key/Lock Holder: Not sure, anyone would be fine. Someone who could help him overcome his fears would be great ^^
Brief History: Abandoned after his parents were kidnapped by an evil veterinarian, Courage was found by Muriel who quickly adopted him. He was brought to Nowhere, where creepy things happened all the time. Courage saved his home countless amounts of times, usually getting abused for it by Eustace, Muriel's husband. Courage received his key but was terrified to leave Muriel alone in Nowhere. However, he finally wrestled the courage (no pun intended) to make his way to the island, unsure of what freaky things would await him.
Sample Post: "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Courage jumped up in the air, fur standing on end, clinging to the ceiling like a cat before climbing down and staring. It was his own reflection the mirror that had scared him. He laughed slightly, clutching his chest. He climbed onto his bed (his own bed!) and curled up under the covers. The sound of giggling met his ears as his stick-like ears perked at the sound. Pursing his lips slightly, the canine gave a shiver.
"Something fishy's going on or my name's Kevin Mcdoogal. And it's not!"
Age: 1 or 2 years
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Key/Lock Holder: Not sure, anyone would be fine. Someone who could help him overcome his fears would be great ^^
Brief History: Abandoned after his parents were kidnapped by an evil veterinarian, Courage was found by Muriel who quickly adopted him. He was brought to Nowhere, where creepy things happened all the time. Courage saved his home countless amounts of times, usually getting abused for it by Eustace, Muriel's husband. Courage received his key but was terrified to leave Muriel alone in Nowhere. However, he finally wrestled the courage (no pun intended) to make his way to the island, unsure of what freaky things would await him.
Sample Post: "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Courage jumped up in the air, fur standing on end, clinging to the ceiling like a cat before climbing down and staring. It was his own reflection the mirror that had scared him. He laughed slightly, clutching his chest. He climbed onto his bed (his own bed!) and curled up under the covers. The sound of giggling met his ears as his stick-like ears perked at the sound. Pursing his lips slightly, the canine gave a shiver.
"Something fishy's going on or my name's Kevin Mcdoogal. And it's not!"
